Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 14352 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 72(@200wpm)___ 57(@250wpm)___ 48(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 14352 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 72(@200wpm)___ 57(@250wpm)___ 48(@300wpm)
The waitress brings our food, and we silently eat for a while. “Holy moly, this is the best French toast I’ve ever eaten.” I moan as the sugary sweetness melts in my mouth.
Roman lays his head back against the booth and groans, “You’re killing me, spitfire. I want to hear you moaning like that while I fuck your sweet little pussy.”
My mouth falls open as my face heats, and I glance around to make sure no one at the tables around us heard him. Molten lava flows through my veins, and I’m tempted to say to heck with breakfast.
Before I’m able to respond, his phone buzzes on the table, and Roman quickly reaches for it and answers while I attempt to bring my erratic heart rate under control. “Have you heard from Gabbi?” His knuckles turn white as he mutters, “Fucking hell. At least she’s okay. Keep me updated when you know more.” There’s more talking on the other end, then Roman laughs. “I know that goddamn convent in Italy is looking better each day.”
After he hangs up, Roman glances over at me and smiles. “Jordan heard from Gabbi and she’s fine.” The tension slowly drains from his shoulders as he sits back against the red vinyl booth.
“Thank goodness.” I’m relieved his sister is okay, but I’d hate to be in her shoes right now. Having dealt with two overprotective brothers my entire life, I know how hard it can be to maintain your independence. My feelings are a little conflicted right now. On one hand, I hate seeing how much Gabbi’s disappearance affected Roman. On the other hand, I sympathize with her wanting to have the opportunity to make her own decisions and mistakes without her brothers interfering. The really scary part is I suddenly have a whole new appreciation for my two jerk brothers.
“Now that I don’t have to worry about my sister, I can concentrate on showing you how much you mean to me.” The molten heat flashing through his dark eyes causes my thoughts to scatter, and I forget all about my brothers and Roman’s sister. “Eat up. You’re going to need all your strength for what I’m planning to do to your luscious body.”
I almost self-combust at his words. “I’m done eating.” I push my plate away and jump in with both feet. “And I’m ready to get to the moaning part you mentioned before your brother called.”
Chapter 8
Roman
After she surprises the fuck out of me, I don’t waste a second getting my girl back to the club. When we stop at my private entrance, I press my watch to the black plate and the door pops open before I rush my spitfire inside. “The club is empty at this time of day.” And I’m going to take advantage of this time to make Raven mine.
“That’s convenient.” She turns and runs her hand down the front of my shirt. My cock grows rock hard and thumps behind my zipper, but I ignore the fucker and concentrate on my soulmate.
“Isn’t it?” I smile down at her and place a kiss on the tip of her nose. “Do you want a private guided tour or…?”
She glances up at me with a raised eyebrow. “Or what?”
“Or we could go straight to my private suite.” My cock silently begs for her to choose the second option.
“I’ll go with option number two.” Hell fucking yes. I don’t waste any time.
I rush her down the back hallway and into my office. “That’s a neat trick.” She points at my watch. “Do all the members get one to open doors?”
“We have an app that allows members to scan into the parts of the club where they’re allowed,” I quickly explain as I lead her into my private sanctuary.
“I’m impressed.” She glances around and turns to look over her shoulder at me. “I kinda feel underdressed though.” My spitfire glances down at the concert t-shirt and black yoga pants she’s wearing.
“You’re perfect.” I walk over and wrap my arms around her. I cover her lips with mine and run my tongue along the seam of her pouty lips.
She opens her mouth and our tongues tangle as her luscious curves melt against my body. My cock turns to stone as I drag her closer. I walk her backward until her legs bump against the black silk-covered bed. She pulls her sweet lips away and asks, “Aren’t we supposed to discuss our expectations and limits first?”
My soulmate really did read the contract. “That’s for temporary playmates. This is forever.” I lean over and gently nibble on her earlobe. “We’ll play later. Right now, I’m going to make love to you and make you mine forever.”
“Sounds like a plan to me.” She leans up and runs her tongue along the underside of my jaw, sending electricity flowing down my spine. I step back and rip my dress shirt open, letting the buttons skitter around the room. My girl’s bright blue eyes roam over my chest as I step close and pull her t-shirt over her head then unsnap the front hook on her lacy pink bra and let it fall open. I glance down and notice my curvy little spitfire crossing her arms in front of her perfect tits.